Have been extremely neurotic for the past few days. But it's alright. Shall find a cure to this. ANYWAY...

Orientation went well. Especially the final day. I really lost myself and more than that, I lost my voice. Maybe it's the energy I fed off the freshies. It feels good having them, and even though we are small and all, they were extremely enthusiastic. Simply, THE BOMB. Dragonboat, we could have gotten like second. I got a motivational speech all planned out for next year. COME ON JUNIORS/SENIORS & M! Shall kick ass.

Things to love:
The super co-operative freshies. Freshies-who-know-my-name-eventhough-I-am-just-a-sad-little-programmer-who-secretly-wants-to-be-a-gl. Mass dance sessions. TP HAND SIGN SONG (cause I totally own at it!). Our awesome cheers. Him, her, we, us, they, them.

I only know like 5 of the freshies' names. And they is like a few hundred of them.

(URGH. I can't think right now.)

Not needed, not missed.
Not anything to anyone at all.
Things would have gotten better if I wasn't around.
It wouldn't have mattered if I was.


Yours truly,
The mat you stepped on so you won't
get mud all over your clean shoes.

"That's all that I need,
Someone else to cling to."

Love interest.

Anyway, it's close to 1am and I need to pack my bag for tomorrow's stayover in school. Hopefully we'll get to sing under the stars at the Triangular Garden. There seem to be so much things that still needs to be done. But then again, I'm a worry wort. Darn.

One day, I went out with nadiah. LJS breakfast was filling and we spent the longest of time there, just talking. One of those people whom I can talk to the whole day and still have things to talk about the next day. BITCHES&LEECHES. Fine, threading did hurt.

Talking is good. Slumber party at triangular garden, here we come. (hopefully)

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Did FO stuff and programming is real fun when the people come up with the most gruesome and disgusting of station games (but we won't be that bad, honest). Pass Milo using the mouth and then losers have to drink it. We won't be having that, thankfully. Unless Kom gets real kranky.

Must get sleep.



Where for art thou, Todd.

Sometimes I wish I could enjoy my First Year more. Organising our own Orientation in the First Year, without much guidance from seniors, without any experience working from the inside, it's really a challenge. At times, I really don't enjoy it.

Where are you going?
To scream.

I apologize. I prefer to work alone because honestly, I don't like working with people. Not all, but most. I hate cleaning up after people's mess. I hate the fact that people don't take pride in their work. And make stupid spelling errors (especially on names). I hate it when others' take credit for another person's work. I hate people who do work with an aim just to complete it. I hate it that you don't put in the effort to achieve the best (when you can).

I am one angsty person, and I don't kid. Not today.

I miss Todd like mad. That country guitar needs some loving.
Besides, I got him a hot yellow pick.

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Have been in camp for the past 3 days.

RINKU. Had fun. Lots of them. And learnt a million and one things. The cheers are too cool for me. I wouldn't ever be able to think of them. Period. VOOLEHVOO. How do one even think of such catchy cheers? Genius, in the their own way.

It shouldn't have ended on such a low note. Trust in each other, learn from mistakes, move on, and just do what you were meant to do.

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April 1st was, as usual, mundane. Never liked that day. Just went for a business trip to Malaysia to get the goods. Thanks for the wishes, friends. And got an online message from serene (who is like in CHINA)! And I sworn off having a happy birthday post because I've never bothered to celebrate it.